HE NEVER BUILT A MAGNIFICENT MANSION,
    WITH FLOOR TO SKY WINDOWS AND AREA RUGS,
HE BOUGHT ME MY GRANDMOTHERS HOUSE, WHICH I WANTED..
    PRESENTING IT TO ME
        WITH KISSES
            AND HUGS

HE NEVER BOUGHT ME A COAT OF WHITE ERMINE,
    OR GEM STUDDED EARRINGS TO TOP MY ATTIRE,
HE BOUGHT ME SOME SLIPPERS OF FELT, WHICH I WANTED..
    TO WEAR AND BE WARM IN,
        IN FRONT OF
            MY FIRE

HE NEVER GAVE ME A TRIP TO MAJORCA
    OR A TICKET TO AFRICA, BOUGHT ON A WHIM.........
WE WENT FOR A WALK IN THE WOODS, WHICH I WANTED..
    AND BEAUTY WAS EVERYWHERE
        BEING WITH
            HIM.......

HE NEVER BOUGHT ME A STEINWAY PIANO,
    OR RED VELVET DRAPERIES TO MATCH MY DECOR,
HE BOUGHT ME A SPINNING WHEEL, WHICH I HAD WANTED,
    ANCIENT AND CHERISHED,
        TO SIT BY
            MY DOOR

HE NEVER BOUGHT ME A PAINTING BY REMBRANDT,
    OUR HOME NEVER HAD ANY OB-JETS D'ART
HE GAVE ME HIS WONDERFUL LOVE, WHICH I WANTED
    AND IN EACH OF HIS PRESENTS
        HE'D HIDDEN
            HIS HEART